The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1887-06-30
A RaiIway-Journey.

Yes, said Mrs. BOB SaoretaSche, ~
adm it; do pride myself on be ng u
Judge of character. No. l am not
clever-I never pretend 1t for n
moment; and detest blue-stockings-
their clothes never tit like any one
else's. and they are always so Dictator
ial and dsagrecable. No. l don't pre-
tend to be clever in any way. Tn a
wretched manager, and whatever l
should do without Jints and his wife l
don't like to think; but character am
jude of-an unfaling Judge. l
never make IN stakes. l can tell you
a mans profession the very moment l
look at him. No. it's not cleverness. l
don pretend it for Il moment. 1t is a
gift-the only gift have. "
And you never make mistakes. Mrs.
Bob?" some one asked.
..Oh, never. Take my marriage. for
Instance; actually ran away to Bob
and asked him to marry me.
Il beg your pardon, Lily" said Bob;
..vou did nothing of the kind-nothing
half so bllsiness-like.
We'll. not in words. perhaps. dear, !"
she admitted. "but in realty. My in
stincts led me right. too; for l got the
best husband in the whole world"
Come. draw it mild. Lily" Bob ex-
postulated. redlen ng little.
Mrs. Bob laughed merrily.
Bob can't bear to hear me praise
him." she said in an undertone to her
neighbour. But it's true. for all that.
He's the very best husband in the
world
Then he is we'll matched" returned
the gentleman. gallantly-andh he said
it as If he meant it, causing little Mrs.
Bob to flush up with pleasure. though
she was twenty-three years old and had
nursery full CT babies at home.
Well. not many days after this con-
versation took place, Bob Sabretasche
suggested to his wife that they should
run to town for few days. Bob's will
and pleasure being Mrs Bob's law, she
ordered her boxes to be packed. com
mended her babies to the care of Mrs.
links, and to town they went. Town
was full-the weather was fine-towr
was charming, and altogether Bob and
his wife had what the Americans cal
q good time of it, so it was with regret
that they took their places in the train
for the North. Notwithstanding that the
nursery full of babies awaited them al
the end OF the journey, like a brigh
galaxy of stars. They were really love
ly babies, all of them, with their moth
er's big, black, velvet-like eyes set ir
their fathers handsome, regular face
As soon as they were off Bob settled
down to the Times, and Mrs. Bob. after
her won't proceeded to scrutinize hel
fellow-passengers. As she sat next to
Bob. who in turn sat next to the door,
facing the engine, she was in an excel
lent position for doing so.
Besides herself and Bob there wer,
four persons in the carriage: at he,
right hand sat an old gentleman-a
very nasty old gentleman, indeed. he
made Mrs. Bob think of q verse shs
once read.
by the side of murmuring stream
An elderly gentleman sat;
On the top Of his head was his wig,
On the top of his wig was his hat"
it was a wig, crowned by florid and
hideous smoking-cap. He was very IA
so fat that he wobbled like q jelly
not stiff jelly, by any means. Mrs. Boil
described him at once, in her own mind
as a London alderman, and though
pityingly of turtle-soup and green fat.
True, she had never seen one of those
dignitaries in flesh that she knew of
and the old gentleman was no more al
alderman than /, the writer of thi
story; but then, as he was just Mrs
Bob's idea of one, he therefore becam,
an instance of those who have GREATNESS
thrust upon them.
Opposite to him, and to Mrs. Bo1
herself, were two ladies-tall, thin,
severe-looking, not to say vinegarish,
of aspect. Mrs. Bob decided thiel
walk in life with as little hesitation
and as much accuracy as she had de.
cided that of the gentleman: the,
were school-mstresses in swell way
of business, principals of an educa-
t.onal establishment" Oh, how SHIT
pitied the poor girls in their charge
was very much in fear Mrs. Boz
thought ''clutches' from the bottom
of her kind and gentle heart! As
matter of fact, they are not in the edu
cational line at all, but ladies of title
maiden, it is true-and social stars o
great magnitude in their own neigh
borhood. However, as Mrs. Bob die
not know that, and probably would no
have admired them any more if sht
had known it, she turned from then
to look at the remaining occupant o
the carriage. He was much NOR
agreeable to contemplate; his pro
fession did not need half an eye t
discover clergyman of the establish
ed church, elderly, gray-haired, be
nevolent of aspect and very gentle ant
klnd-looking-"a dear old darling,
said Mrs Bob within herself
Just as she glanced at him he ben
slightly towards her, and asked if sh
would mind having the window a lit
tie open.
mot the very least in the world,
she answered graciously. ''In fact,
Ike it open if it is not very cold weatf
er."
Very soon they slipped into CONVEX
sation, and Mrs. Bob was charmed b
m-he was SO polite, SO courtly, s
very pleasant. He offered her tn
G,'uphic and the Illustrated, which Mr.
Bob accepted and glanced over. Boil
who had thrust those very papers int
&c bo ~ l,.1f an hnur hoforo grimm Al I